Without Lies

There wouldn't be any artists, no jugglers or tightrope walkers.
 Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up sad.
 A bit of sun to melt the ice flow, a good disguise to start the show
 Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up grey
 When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry
 Changing the scenes different faces,
 Another costume changing places
 Without Lies, in my eyes life would be pretty boring
 We wouldn't be great performers, we'd watch the time pass us over
 Without lies, in my eyes life would be pretty bad
 In the champagne I prefer the bubbles
 A bit of sun to melt the ice flow, A good disguise to start the show
 Without lies, in my eyes life would be straight up grey
 When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry, I prefer the cherry, I prefer the cherry